Heinz Strunk: Fleisch ist mein Gemüse ("Meat is my Vegetable")

This is Strunk's story of his years playing the flute and the saxophone in a really pathetic dance band, playing on diverse gigs in the country. His caustic sarcasm makes this story pleasant, even funny to read, although it is actually quite depressing. Man, I had no idea dance bands could be so incompetent and still make money. Strunk himself is a good musician, but not all of the others are, and the band leader is especially bad. Still they get gigs every weekend, mainly because the organizers of small-town festivities often care more for the price of the music than anything else, and after a few beers nobody cares for more than having a ball anyway.